"Hahaha. Burn the entire mountain down?" A laughter came from inside the Church of Summoning. "I would appreciate it if you don't misquote me, old man. I can never say something like that."
The voice was filled with the strange power of natural laws. No magic was used, yet the surroundings started turning warmer as the footsteps resounded.
"Oh? Then what did you say?" Avilia asked, realizing who this voice belonged to. She remembered meeting this person a few times... The Holy Priest of Flames, also considered one of the strongest four.
It was clear that her people weren't lying. This person had personally arrived here... The man whose arrogance knew no bounds. However, he was also skilled enough to back that arrogance with strength.
